“It was a cold, bleak December morning in Alaska, a place so far north on planet Earth that if there were such… — Dew Pellucid Copy Share Image
January cold and desolate; February dripping wet; March wind ranges; April changes; Birds sing in tune To flowers of May, And sunny… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly,… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Come, come thou bleak December wind, And blow the dry leaves from the tree! Flash, like a Love-thought, thro'me, Death And take… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
One bitter time of mourning, I remember, When day, and night, my sad heart did complain, My life, I said, was one… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
